Bed Of My Pick Up Truck Poem by Dorsey Baker

Bed Of My Pick Up Truck



Baby come take a walk with me
Baby come take a walk with me
there is a pillow
and a blanket
waiting for you and me
in the bed
of my pick up truck
in the bed
of my pick up truck
baby its so comfortable
in the bed
of my pick up truck
aint no cell phones
aint no windows
nothing to disturb us
in the bed
of my pick up truck
baby I can kiss
your sweet lips and our bodies
can finally touch
in the bed
of my pick up truck!

Sunday, May 13, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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